Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1059

As Nyla knocked and opened the office door, she found Damon engrossed in his documents.

Hearing her familiar footsteps, Damon lifted his head. A smile softened his features as their eyes met.

"You're here," he said warmly.

Nyla placed the packed breakfast on his desk and gently urged, "Take a break and eat something. No matter how busy you are, your health comes first."

Damon didn't have much of an appetite, but he didn't want to worry her. Setting the document aside, he walked over to sit across from her.

As she handed him the cutlery, Nyla noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the rough stubble on his jaw. Her heart ached at the sight.

"Eat first. When you're done, I'll help you shave," she offered with a tender smile.

Damon nodded. "Alright."

As he began eating the omelet, Nyla stood and headed toward the lounge. The moment she turned her back, her eyes welled up with tears.

On the way to the office, she had received a call from Valarie, who had warned her there was a real possibility that Prospectus Technology might go bankrupt.

It wasn't the idea of struggling alongside Damon that frightened her. It was the thought of him not being able to handle it.

He was such a prideful man. If Prospectus Technology fell, it would be like crashing from the heights of heaven to the depths of hell.

Inside the lounge, Nyla splashed her face with cold water, ensuring her eyes weren't red before she searched for Damon's razor.

Ten minutes later, she returned with a warm towel and the razor.

The breakfast she had prepared was already gone. She paused briefly, then walked over to him.

"Lie back for a moment. I'll start with a warm towel," she said softly.

"Okay," Damon replied, reclining on the sofa.

Spencer continued. "The investigation shows his ex-wife gained control of that company over a year ago."

If he recalled correctly, that was around the time Henry and his wife divorced. This meant that Henry had been leaking core data to Nyce Tech long before their separation.

"Did we confirm what data he provided?" Damon asked, his tone clipped.

"We did. It's all here on this USB drive," Spencer said, handing it over.

Damon plugged the USB into his computer. As the files loaded onto the screen, his jaw tightened.

He had braced himself for bad news, but seeing that nearly all of Prospectus Technology's core data had been compromised was still a gut punch.

Gabriel had come prepared this time.

"Mr. Sumner…" Spencer hesitated.